All This Time

All this time I've been
sleeping
slumbering
Through the fog I can
see it
lumbering
Now I'm awake and
it is
outnumbering
me
Run as fast as I can
Fly as high as I might
I won't get out of this one
without a fight
Forests of gray with
the ground made of clay
Running and running
to avoid such a fray
Scared of what I can't see
Is it following me?
I start to worry I'll never get free
He's something I never expected
Something I never suspected
Now his dark side is projected
Dangerous is his love